Photo Journal

I went to Edisto Island and Botany Bay in South Carolina at the beginning of last summer. Julie and I drove for five hours from Atlanta in a camper top covered truck with no AC. Mossy trees lined the drive to Botany Bay, where trees grew out of the ocean (actually, they were dead and covered in coral--but they were still coming out of the ocean at high tide).

There were lots of conch shells everywhere and lots of birds and dolphins. We didn't have a lot of money but that didn't matter, we had enough for gas, peaches, peanut butter sandwiches, and shitty beer. I never want to grow up if this is what being young is about.

Julie listening to the ocean while sitting next to the ocean. Really, this is the picture I was so excited about when I got the film developed because I knew how beautiful it would be.

Botany bay was covered in shells.

The drive on Edisto Island to Botany Bay.

Our camping spot. The water inched up from the swamp area and we watched the sunset, read books, and drank beer. We camped on a dirt road instead of a campsite. It was nice.

They did this every couple of minutes. It was really cute.

One side of our camping spot.

The other side of our camping spot.

Decorated trees.

Low tide. At high tide, people would swim to the branches to jump off into the ocean.

A picture of Botany Bay from eating peaches in the water with Julie. Carrying my camera in the ocean was a goofy sight, I bet.